Chapter Ninety-Five
Su worried's eyes were deep: "After going to the hospital, you can only see me today."
Right Fanshuang kissed him on the cheek, and a soft touch came from Su Yanyan's face.
The same soft voice of the little fool sounded in his ears: "Yes."
The car drove all the way to the hospital.
You Fanshuang has been sitting in his arms, not moving, whispering to him about what happened today, saying that Mang has met a difficult civil client in a lawsuit, and he has to read a lot of litigation materials, saying that Tian Yunjiang came to greet her, no matter how big or small, and even she only talked about two things along the way to the place.
Su Yanyan's mood finally returned to the rest.
When he arrived at the hospital, Su Weiyan led You Fanshuang into the building.
Li Yuejuan's floor was still noisy, You Fanshuang let go of his hand and looked back at him timidly: "Ah Yan is waiting for me at the door, I'm in."
Su said in a low voice, "Hmm."
He watched the little fool open the door and go in, and then gently closed the door again.
Li Yuejuan heard the voice, turned over, and looked over.
Right Frost stood in the doorway, not approaching.
Li Yuejuan didn't seem to be surprised, her expression was very calm, even deadly, and she had lost much life: "Have you thought about it?"
Right Fanshuang looked at her and held back all the surging in his heart: "Think about it."
She thought she would be nervous when she came, but on the contrary, she was incredibly calm.
Maybe it's already dead.
Right Fanshuang's voice was slow: "The two of us are strangers, and I won't have much interaction with your son, I will let people watch him and watch him go to school, but I won't spend a penny on him." Just like you, I am an orphan, and so is he.".
Li Yuejuan closed her eyes and turned away, but instead of being angry, she was lifeless: "Thank you."
It was already the best she could think of.
Right Frost can be willing, it is already a great luck.
In this way, she can also close her eyes with peace of mind.
Right Fanshuang said lightly: "Our relationship is over, you haven't had any unbearable feelings for me, and I won't have anything for you, you can do it yourself."
Li Yuejuan clenched the quilt: "I know."
Right Fanshuang put a stack of documents in front of Li Yuejuan's bed, took out a pen from her bag, and twisted the lid of the pen: "Sign it."
Li Yuejuan turned her head, clutched the quilt tightly, and said in disbelief: "What..."
Right Fanshuang's tone was detached: "The house at home, the real estate you obtained by forging your signature, is transferred to my name."
Li Yuejuan tried to hold on to the bed rail and sit up, she was weak but struggled: "Why..."
Right Fanshuang's tone was indifferent: "Then why should I manage your son until he goes to college? Just by my dad's kindness, whether he is my dad's son is still doubtful, you and your dad were like that, and they refused to do a paternity test, why? If he is not my father's son, but the son of my enemy, why should I care about him?"
Right Fanshuang looked condescendingly at Li Yuejuan, who was so sick that her face turned blue, her voice was calm, and she said word by word: "Li Yuejuan, if you want to use my kindness to achieve your goal, then you have to pay something accordingly."
She said it all in one sentence.
It turns out that she is just soft-hearted, not really stupid.
Li Yuejuan's eyes were red, looking at the agreement.
For the first time, I felt that this daughter was so strange, and she really had nothing to do with herself.
It is so difficult to even try to stand on the moral high ground and kidnap her with morality.
She is more sober than herself, and she is no longer the child who slapped her ten times and only gave her candy to be completely angry.
Li Yuejuan didn't know why, and felt a little uncomfortable.
Right Fanshuang's heart is also a dead silence, about her mother, her heart has become a barren, looking at Li Yuejuan, she suppressed the slight tremor of her voice: "Sign it."
Li Yuejuan's tears fell on the quilt, she picked up the pen, held it tightly, looked at the agreement, and closed her eyes.
She couldn't breathe, but she tried to hold back.
Right Fanshuang looked at Li Yuejuan, who had lost much life, and Li Yuejuan kept her head down.
Right Fanshuang turned his face away to wipe away his tears, turned his head, and remained calm: "You know better than me what kind of person your son is, what will happen to your son when this house falls into the hands of your son, I believe you know very well."
She continued without pause, explaining Li Yuejuan's situation clearly: "What kind of person your sister is, you know better that this house was deceived by your sister, and nothing will end up."
Li Yuejuan's tears fell, and it wasn't until this moment that she had such a trace of remorse, and she didn't treat the right side of the frost a little better.
As long as she was a little bit good to her back then, at this moment, she would not be so ruthless.
You Fanshuang watched Li Yuejuan cry, but pressed all the sympathy in her heart, and calmly read out the words on the house gift agreement: "Because of the feelings and trust for Party B, Party A voluntarily donated the house ownership certificate under his name to Party B for the property owned by himself. In accordance with the Contract Law and other relevant laws and regulations, the parties voluntarily reached a real estate gift agreement as follows:
Li Yuejuan choked up and said, "Don't read it, I'll sign it."
Don't read it.
What is done cannot be undone.
Li Yuejuan's hand trembled and held the pen and signed.
Right Fanshuang watched her sign, her face expressionless, but a line of tears fell.
After all, it came to this.
Why.
If Li Yuejuan was willing at the beginning, as long as she was given a little care, today, as a child, she would not be so ruthless.
But this is the case, clearly telling herself that she has no mother, and in the future, she does not have to hope extravagantly.
Right Frost reached out to wipe away tears.
Li Yuejuan handed her the pen, and a flattering smile appeared on her face: "Fanshuang, I'll leave it to you in the future."
Right Frost didn't reach for the pen.
Li Yuejuan smiled and said cautiously, "This house should be regarded as compensation for you. Mom is wrong, in the future, please take care of your brother more."
Instead of reaching out to take the pen in her hand, Right Frost took the agreement: "The pen is for you."
She said in a detached tone: "I found and kept my father's hair, cigarette butts, and toothbrush from many years ago, and I will take them one by one for a paternity test."
She was in tears, but her voice was so cold and calm: "If You Xuan is not Daddy's son, I will not show mercy."
After she finished speaking, she took the agreement and turned around and left.
Li Yuejuan held the pen tightly and lay on the side of the bed crying.
This time, it's really completely broken.
Right Fanshuang walked out, only to feel relieved, and the tightly held breath finally exhaled.
Su Youyan came over and grabbed her, and she leaned directly into Su Youyan's arms.
His arms were warm and generous, and he could contain all her unbearable.
She took the house in such a cruel way, but she didn't want it.
If Youxuan is really her father's biological son, even if she has no family affection with her, she will discipline her father.
If not, she'll just watch him go to college and ignore everything else.
It's just that this house was earned by my father.
At first, the family of four lived in a rented hut, and then Dad started a business, reselling some small goods, and finally changed houses, and had a place in this city where every inch of land is valuable, but before Dad could open his textile factory, Dad had a car accident.
She remembers how happy her father was when he bought the house, smiling for a month.
She didn't want this house to fall into the hands of others or be squandered by Youxuan at will.
Dad is her only relative, and what is left behind, she will keep.
If You Xuan is her father's biological son, when You Xuan grows up, of course she will return the house to You Xuan.
This is a dream that my father did not take shape.
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